Chapter 43 - Blood SoakedAnd there, in the center of it all, stood Georgia. Her silver eyes glowed in the darkness, her blade dripping with blood. She turned slowly to face the villagers, her expression blank.The elder stepped forward, his hands trembling as he held up a rusted sword. “Georgia…” he called out, his voice breaking. “You have to stop this. This is not you.”But Georgia did not respond. She moved toward him with slow, deliberate steps. The villagers backed away in fear, but the elder stood his ground, his heart heavy with sorrow.Georgia was gone. And the person standing before them was the perfect weapon of Harrion Bergmont.“Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “You are
Chapter 44 - Kill Her or Spare?Maxton held a sealed envelope as he sat by the fireplace in the war room, his eyes fixed on the flames dancing in front of him. He traced the uneven edges of the envelope’s flap, showing the hurried tearing of paper to use in encasing the letter inside it. He had just received a coded message from one of his spies embedded deep within the Western Region. It was not Jason but one of his men who had found it difficult to contact him online since he had been on the run when Georgia attacked the village that housed him, luckily, he was able to flee along with other villagers from that land. The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light from the hearth casting shadows on the wooden walls. His advisors stood nearby, waiting in tense silence for him to break the seal.With a deep breath, Maxton opened the envelope, his fingers were stead
Chapter 45 - The Priority"Georgia must be stopped first."The room fell silent, the gravity of the statement hung in the air like a loaded gun. Tanner’s voice was calm, but the implication of his words was anything but. Maxton’s eyes scanned the faces of his closest advisors and allies, his jaw tightly clenched as he observed them. Tanner’s remark was a necessity, but the procedure for how the idea was to be executed was to be determined."Are you suggesting we prioritize her over the throne?" Regulus’ voice was steady, and his expression was neutral, not showing a glimpse of what he truly thinks about the matter. He was a very practical King, and he had always prioritized his region, and his kingdom over anything else. However, he had never been in a situation where Maxton was now. The dilemma that the western r
Chapter 46 - His Decision: Kill HerTanner leaned forward, his face tight with concern, but his voice steady. "We need to think about this carefully. Harrion’s control over Georgia is absolute right now. But... we have seen her break free before, even if it was only for a brief moment. There might still be a way to subdue her, capture her alive, and break Harrion’s hold."A murmur of uncertainty rippled through the room. The idea of capturing Georgia alive seemed like an ideal solution, but it was a gamble — a dangerous one that could cost them everything. Regulus’s general shook his head in disapproval."Subdue her? Capture her?" the general scoffed. "With all due respect, we have seen what Georgia is capable of. She is not the same woman you once knew. Harrion has molded her into a killing machine, and if we sen
Chapter 47 - Combat Training“Again!”Andor Bergmont’s voice sliced through the air, sharp and commanding as he watched Georgia struggle to maintain her stance. The cold stone chamber echoed with the sound of her heavy breathing, her muscles shaking from the nonstop combat drills. She was dripping with sweat, her silver eyes glowing faintly in the dim light of the training chamber. But despite her exhaustion, there was no emotion in her face. No frustration. No hesitation. Just obedience. It was an order by her master, to train her in combat, sharpening her like a sword to wield. He knew that she could not just rely on the power of her silver eyes in every fight or battle she was thrown in since the silver eyes utilize the life energy and he would not want Georgia to be drained and die if massive battles occur. She was his greatest weapon after all. He could not af
Chapter 48 - A Proposal“I still think this is a risk,” Andor’s voice came through the phone, edged with caution. “The Queen of the East is not exactly known for her loyalty. She shifts with the winds.” Harrion turned his phone to his other ear as he listened to Andor’s say on his meeting with Queen Theodora. Harrion had already anticipated what his cousin would say.Harrion leaned back in the plush leather seat of the car, watching the cityscape of the Eastern Region blur past. The towering buildings, sleek and modern, stretched toward the sky, casting long shadows over the bustling streets below. His eyes flicked toward Georgia, seated beside him, her silver eyes glowing faintly as they neared Queen Theodora’s palace. She had been silent throughout the ride, her face devoid of emotion, just as he had trained her to be.
Chapter 49 - Queen’s Greed“Harrion, we need to talk about Janoer.”Andor’s voice rang through the speakerphone as Harrion stood in his study, overlooking the sprawling landscape of the Eastern Region through large glass windows. He had been pacing the room for a while, thinking of the next move to consolidate his power. He leaned against his desk, his gaze flickering to Georgia, who stood motionless near the door, her silver eyes scanning the room for any threat, her expression devoid of emotion. They had to stay for the night and leave when the sunlight broke in the morning.“What is it? We have secured Queen Theodora’s tentative support… “ Harrion replied.“But we can not stop there,” Andor continued. “The Northern Re
Chapter 50 - The North"Andor, what are we looking at?" Harrion asked, his voice smooth yet sharp, as he leaned back in his chair, staring out the window of his office. He had already turned his attention to the Northern Region — another piece of the puzzle in his plan for domination.“The North,” Andor replied on the other end of the phone, “is a wild card. Janoer has been quiet, maybe too quiet. He has got resources, strong borders, and some of the most disciplined warriors in the country. If he aligns with Maxton, that could change everything.”Harrion’s lips curled into a smile. "But Janoer is a man of honor... And honor can be twisted."Andor sighed. “Honor or not, you know the Northern Region does not bend easily. Janoer’s proud, but pride
Chapter 108 - The HeirGeorgia’s breaths were uneven and beads of sweat glistened on her brow and her face was contorted with pain and exhaustion. The midwife calmly gave quiet instructions to her as she worked to support her deliver the baby. Maxton was at Georgia’s side, holding her hand, and it was evident in his face both awe and concern for his mate.“You’re doing incredible,” he whispered in her ears, reminding her that he was there for her. His hand gripped hers tightly, as she squeezed back, greeting her teeth as she listened to the midwife. But she managed to respond to him. Georgia managed a small smile through the haze of pain and exhaustion. “I’d like to see you try this and then call it ‘incredible,’” she retorted.Maxton chuckled, though his laughter was laced with nervous energy. “I would fail miserably. That’s why I’m right here, cheering you on.”The midwife glanced up. “It’s time, Your Majesty. One more push.”Georgia closed her eyes, summoning every ounce of streng
Chapter 107 - Coronation and Promises“Are you ready for this?” Maxton asked, his hand tightened slightly around Georgia’s as they stood behind the grand golden doors of the palace’s throne room.Georgia drew a slow breath, her fingers instinctively brushing against the fabric of her coronation gown. It was elegant, shimmering with fine threads of silver and gold, symbolizing her role as the bridge between strength and grace. She met Maxton’s gaze, her heart pounding beneath her ribs as she replied. “Ready or not, there’s no turning back now.”A faint smile tugged at his lips as looked at her with huge pride and affection. “You’ll be magnificent,” he said, his thumb gently brushing the back of her hand.The sound of the crowd beyond the doors grew louder, a mixture of excitement and anticipation filling the air. The Royal Master of Ceremonies stepped forward, nodding at Maxton and Georgia. “It’s time.”The doors swung open with a resonant creak, revealing the throne room, transformed
Chapter 106 - Proposing CoronationGeorgia’s bare feet touched the cool, trimmed grass of the palace gardens as the late afternoon sun cast golden light across the vibrant blooms. Her fingers brushed against the petal of a rose as she walked slowly beside Maxton.“Careful,” Maxton said softly, his hand instinctively moving to support her elbow when she stumbled with her still weak knees. His gaze never left her, he was concerned at her still recovering condition and with her carrying their child. However, despite his worries, he was supportive of her and never prevented her from venturing outside the safety and security of the manor. Today, they were in the palace as she craved for a new view and had been bored staying in the manor.“I’m fine,” Georgia replied with a faint smile, glancing up at him. “I need this.” She looked back at the path ahead which was an aisle of garden flowers.Maxton’s eyes flickered to her hand that instinctively brushed her abdomen, and his expression softe
Chapter 105 - Gifts and RosesGeorgia’s eyelids fluttered open as she moved her fingertips. Her body ached faintly, and the first thing she realized was the warmth of a hand clutching hers. She immediately realized that it was Maxton given the sudden rush of thrumming in their mate bond, making her feel more alive despite what she had gone through.“Georgia,” Maxton uttered, surprised at the sudden movement of her hand that he was holding. He leaned closer to see her with his filled with relief.She blinked, her throat dry, her lips parting as if to speak, but no sound came. Before she could try again, Maxton was already pressing a glass of water to her lips. “Here,” he murmured gently, tilting the glass just enough for her to sip.The cool water soothed her parched throat. “What happened?” she rasped with her voice weak still weak.“You were poisoned in the restaurant.” he said, “But you’re safe now and that’s all that matters.”She frowned slightly, trying to piece together fragment
Chapter 104 - MercyMaxton gripped the phone tightly as the voice on the other end confirmed what he had been waiting to hear for hours. “We’ve apprehended the suspect, Your Majesty. The perpetrator is being transported to the palace as we speak.”His jaw tightened as he exhaled in relief yet contained fury. “Bring them directly to the throne room. I want this handled swiftly.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”Maxton hung up, tossing the phone onto his desk. For Georgia. For their unborn child. For the stability of the kingdom. This would not be swept under the rug like some minor infraction, it would be a lesson, a warning to anyone foolish enough to challenge the Crown.“Tanner,” Maxton barked, his Beta standing at attention by the door.“Yes, Your Majesty?”“Prepare the throne room. I want this dealt with in a manner befitting the gravity of the crime. And make sure word spreads, let the public know justice is being served.”Tanner nodded sharply. “Right away.”~~~At the far end of the throne
Chapter 103 - A Unifying Statement From The CrownMaxton froze, at the news, his heart hammering in his chest and his emotions were a swirling mix of hurricane. He was happy, delighted to have a baby, an heir to the throne, but at the same time, he was hell worried about his mate and unborn child’s status."Pregnant?" The word barely left his lips, as he was in a mix of disbelief and shock. His hand instinctively gripped the back of the nearest chair, tightly until his knuckles were white. "She's pregnant?" he repeated, as if he could not believe what was happening.Dr. Reid nodded to confirm. "Yes, Your Majesty. We just confirmed it moments ago. It’s very early, around six weeks, I’d estimate."A cold wave of panic and anger surged through Maxton, his breath coming faster as his mind raced. "And the poison?" he demanded, trying to calm down."What about the poison? Is it harming her… or the baby?"Dr. Reid’s lips pressed into a thin line. "That’s what we are currently working to deter
Chapter 102 - Poisoned and PregnantThe sound of Maxton’s footsteps echoed in the long corridor outside the manor’s medical wing as he went back in to check on her. His jaw was clenched, and his hands were balled into fists at his sides. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Georgia, fragile, and pale, her body seizing uncontrollably in his arms. Maxton entered the room and did not bother to wait for the doctor to call him. “What’s happening now? Is she stable?”The doctor met Maxton’s panicked gaze. “She’s stable for now,” he said, pulling off his gloves. “But the situation is serious. There are clear signs of poisoning. We’re running more tests to determine the exact substance.”Maxton felt a cold rage settle over him, masking the fear that threatened to overwhelm his thoughts. “Poison,” he repeated. “How?”The doctor sighed, gesturing toward the room where Georgia lay unconscious. “Most likely ingested. Whatever it was, it acted slowly, giving us enough time to intervene. She is o
Chapter 101 - Blood and SeizureThe woman’s words hit Georgia like a thunderclap, reverberating in the pit of her stomach.“You think you deserve to sit there and pretend you’re one of us?” The woman’s voice carried over the stunned silence of the rooftop restaurant. “You’ll never be queen — never!”Maxton stepped forward with a rigid posture, shielding Georgia from the woman’s line of sight. “That’s enough,” he said firmly, but his voice only seemed to fuel her anger.“Don’t tell me what’s enough!” she shouted, her trembling hands now clenched into fists. Her face displayed a combination of grief and fury, while her eyes darted past him to Georgia. “You killed my husband! You took everything from me, and now you expect us to bow to you?” she snarled.Georgia’s breath caught, her chest tightening as if the air had been sucked from the terrace. She could not move, couldn’t speak. Her hands trembled in her lap, hidden under the table as she clung to the edge of her seat, frozen with the
Chapter 100 - Dinner & Accusations“Why do I feel like I am going to war?” Georgia muttered, tugging at the hem of her dress as she stood before the full length mirror. Her reflection stared back at her — a woman in a sleek, deep green dress that hugged her figure without being overly revealing. The gown was elegant and modest enough that she did not feel completely out of place, yet the way it highlighted her curves made her feel exposed in a way she was not used to. Her chest felt tight, her stomach twisting, and every part of her wanted to bolt back to the comfort of her chambers, but she stood there feeling foreign and unfamiliar at the girl staring back at her. “You look stunning,” Maxton complimented from behind, making her turn around to face him.She glanced toward the door, finding him leaning casually against the frame. His tailored shirt, left slightly unbuttoned at the collar, and dark slacks gave him an air of effortless sophistication. Yet it was not the clothing that c